New Feature!

Good afternoon, my friends. I have added a new page to the blog entitled "Notes From The Playpen." It's what is going on in Griffin's world, from Griffin's perspective (read: my insanity). Check it out and enjoy!

Also, check out Griff's curls!

We Have Forward Motion!

That's right, friends, Griffin is officially mobile! He mode of choice incorporates his superior rolling skills plus the newly learned army crawl!  I'm so proud of my little man! 

And now, back to baby proofing....

When Do I Get To STOP Cleaning?

I feel like I am constantly cleaning. At home, at work, at home, at home, at home, at home...you get the point. Griffin is 8 1/2 months old, barely mobile (but we had some forward motion today) and there is crap all over my house. How can my awesome little man cause so much destruction?

Anyway, I am tired of cleaning. I still have to do it, and it stresses me out. Stresses me that it needs done, stresses me when it's not done, stresses me in my sleep (probably). If you're anything like me, you just want the mess to go the F away. If only I had a magic wand to wave and *poof* it would be done. I. Want. To. Stop. Cleaning. And. Stressing. About. Cleaning. Constantly.

I doubt I'll ever get to stop cleaning, but I can stop stressing thanks to my BFF sending me a little poem that I'll share with you now.




Cleaning and scrubbing can wait 'til tomorrow,
For babies grow up we learn to our sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep,
I'm rocking my baby, and babies don't keep.

You're welcome.